Playing catch with Priya, also known as random updates with some Proto-Indo-European tossed in just ‘cause

We must remember that music is more than sound and clamor; it is rest, the silence between notes. I suppose it’s a bit of a fallow time for me, creatively. I continue to plug away at my daily poems – and share them here, albeit not in order – and practice the sitar. I sing […]

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Pure romance: What we learn from the Muse and that dude with the arrows  

Wild nights – Wild nights!Were I with theeWild nights should beOur luxury! – Emily Dickinson I write an awful lot about love, both in the philosophical/theological sense and through poetry. The kind of love I write about in my philosophical musings, though, isn’t what most people think of when they stumble over the L-brick. Nah, they’re […]

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Lace up those boots: On loyalty, leaving and love, and some moral lines

These boots are made for walkin’And that’s just what they’ll doOne of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you – Nancy Sinatra Okay, this post is brought to you by the shitshow of human relationality that we call Facebook – although, admittedly, the concepts within it predate the social media revolution. In a lot of ways, I […]

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